This was kinda rushed because with Halloween coming soon, I worry that I'll procrastinate til the occasion is over.

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Seeing Jon's matte black-on-black-on black Speed Triple & Theon's obnoxiously yellow 911 Cabriolet in parked in front of the Stark mansion was a common occurrence. But after a full day's work, picking up Rickon from soccer practice & Bran at the library, with traffic crawling at every length of the drive, Robb wanted nothing but to head straight to bed and forget the whole day.

As soon as he'd unlocked the doors, Rickon bolted for his usual afterschool cartoons, while Bran grabbed his book laden backpack, eyes never straying from the book he'd just borrowed. Robb trudged after them, locking the door and felt an immediate sense of foreboding.

"Hi Robb!" said Jon & Theon in unison.

Robb's eyebrow twitched. Jon's wide smile & Theon's arm around him was suspicious.

"We've figured out this year's Halloween costumes," said Jon, holding a vaguely familiar looking green plastic knife.

Theon grabbed him by the arms, shaking him, "It's fucking brilliant! I can't believe we've never thought of it before."

Following the two, they led him to a half dozen cardboard boxes strewn about the living room. Styrofoam packing bits & plastic wrap lay strewn everywhere.

"Five Stark children, plus me, your favourite cousin," Jon began.

Theon grabbed a clear plastic package from one of the boxes & slapped it onto Robb's chest. He dumbly held onto it, taking a second to see a familiar red.

"You're the oldest, you're our leader & the T-Rex was always your favourite dinosaur," Jon continued.

"And red's your favourite colour," Theon pointed to the red tie peeking out from his dark grey business suit.

Robb couldn't keep his grin from widening. "Go, go Power Rangers." he mused.

Jon pressed one of the buttons on the Dragon Dagger & it played the summon Dragonzord theme.

"There's no way Sansa's up for this though," Robb said sadly.

Theon nodded to the backyard. Robb saw a flash of pink. Sansa did a flip before letting loose an arrow at an archery target at the other end of the lawn. As if feeling their eyes on her, she ran up to them, a bounce in her step.

"This is such a cute outfit!" Sansa said, looking at herself in a hallway mirror. She held up her compound bow, "And look, I can use the same bow & arrows I used all those years I went as Katniss."

"What the hell is that?" Rickon asked, rounding the corner of the hallway, a bag of chips in hand

"It's the Power Rangers!" Theon looked slightly offended.

Rickon looked doubtful, "Isn't that for babies?"

"C'mon Rickon. There's not many costume sets we can all be in," Jon reasoned.

"I got this guys," Robb said, reaching into one of the boxes. He turned to Rickon, "All the Power Rangers get their own weapon. This one's yours." He ripped the plastic wrap from the Black Ranger's axe.

Dropping the chips, Rickon reverently walked towards Robb, taking the foam axe in hand. It was almost as tall as he was, "Fucking badass."

Sansa marched up to him, pulling him by the ear, "Rickon, language!" She glared at Theon and covered Rickon's ears, "Greyjoy, he gets this from you! Keep your foul language to yourself."

Theon tried looking innocent, but Sansa's glare turned even harsher.

"Geez, fine," Theon put his hands, "PG-13, okay, okay."

The opening of the front door signalled the arrival of the Stark parents, dressed in their leathers after a leisurely cruise. With autumn approaching, they took as many afternoon motorcycle rides they could together before the weather got any colder. Catelyn took off her helmet, shaking her hair out, while Ned looked at the kids in the living room.

"Power Rangers, right?" Ned said, after a few moments trying to recall.

Catelyn shook her head, "I spent 2 Christmases driving all around the city trying to get those toys." She kissed Ned, "I'm gonna finish up dinner."

Ned ruffled Rickon's hair, "There were five of them," he said gesturing to his kids, and pointed at Jon, "And then the green one joined later."

"Yes sir," Jon nodded.

"So who are you going to be Theon?" Ned asked, looking through the delivery boxes.

"My costume'll come in sometime next week," Theon answered, "Full custom everything."

"What about you dad?" Robb asked, "Gonna be James Bond again?"

"Of course," Ned mused, "You know how much your mom loves being a Bond girl."

The Stark siblings winced. While Ned could be considered cold & unemotional, what he & his wife did in their bedroom could still be heard throughout the house.

"I'd love to be Bond someday," Jon mused aloud.

"You would have to cut your hair rather short then," Ned said motioning to Jon's head, "What's stopping you?"

Jon looked sheepish, "Arya likes my hair long."

"You bet I do," Arya said, bounding down the stairs. In her hands was a pair of yellow daggers. She twirled them around in deadly looking arcs.

Robb looked to Jon & Theon, "Those are foam too right?"

"Yeah," Arya answered for them, "But their balance sucked, so I put some weights in them." She twirled them once more before throwing them at Jon. He caught them easily & examined them.

"Wow, these are nice," he said, holding them aloft. With a quick twitch, he threw them one at a time at Arya, who caught both with one hand. No one was particularly surprised; Jon & Arya were always quite attuned to each other.

Coming from upstairs, everyone paused as they heard the distinctive theme song of the show. It only got louder as Bran walked down the stairs, phone in hand.

"I guess that makes me the Blue Ranger then?" Bran looked around to everyone in the living room. "Well, the triceratops was my favourite anyway."

Theon fistbumped Jon, "This is gonna be an awesome Halloween."

Epilogue

In the end, Theon couldn't technically attend the Halloween party held by the Starks. His full custom Goldar costume, complete with wings, couldn't even get through any of the Stark mansion doors. Instead, he had his own party outside, haunting the grounds screaming maniacally to trick or treaters.

Sam found out about his friends Power Rangers costume plans & convinced Gilly to crossdress as Skull while he was Bulk. The two of them making out in a corner confused everybody, to which they claimed this was simply a slash fiction thing.

My original outline was just for the costume reveal, not for the Halloween party itself, hence the epilogue just to fill in what the rest of the cast would be wearing.